Chapter 4 Confess Her Love

Isabella's face immediately darkened. She couldn't help but feel deeply regretful about her decision. Indeed, she shouldn't have come. She was aware that they were just a bunch of wild, promiscuous, and good-time people and that getting in touch with them would lead to nothing good. But she didn't expect that they would make such a ridiculous request. In fact, nine out of ten people present had partners and were not even single. How could they ever come up with the idea of spending three whole days with other people of the opposite sex as the punishment of a game?

"I choose to drink." Isabella raised the glass in front of her decisively.

"Hey, you can't just drink and get away with it. The punishment is too light. Come on, Isabella. This is just for fun." People around objected to her choice and started to urge her.

"That's right, Isabella. We can't give you some slack since this is a fair game. We have all called our exes to confess; it's your turn. Or you can spend three days with Roger."

Roger was one of their friends with green hair. He had been chasing after Isabella for quite some time. No matter how many signs Isabella gave him to show that she wasn't interested, he didn't care. Isabella felt very annoyed by his persistent pestering and avoided him like the plague.

"How about I confess my love to my current boyfriend? I've already deleted my ex's phone number," Isabella said with a smirk.

After all, her past relationship with her ex did not end well, and things were really ugly when they broke up.

Besides, she was not like these people who had broken up but still kept their ex's numbers.

Frieda smiled and said, "Isabella, don't worry. I have the number."

"That's right. Her ex is Claud, right? I heard that he has just returned from abroad. If Isabella takes the initiative to contact him, she may be able to restart their relationship!" one of the people spoke up.

Restart their relationship? Isabella felt really disgusted by the thought of it. She already had a boyfriend now. Why would she go back to her ex?

However, things were already at this point, so it was not appropriate for her to get up and leave. Or else, she would be considered a sore loser. Isabella clutched the phone in her hand tightly, unable to make up her mind or make a move.

Just then, Frieda snatched the phone from her hand and unlocked it.

Isabella immediately stood up to get her phone back, but she was pulled back by the people beside her. She could do nothing but watch Frieda make a call with her phone. Frieda then put the phone on the table in front of everyone after putting it on speaker.

"Beep, beep..."

Hearing the ringing sound, everyone was tingling with excitement.

Not long after, the call was successfully connected, and a deep male voice came from the other end. "Hello?"

The surrounding fell deafeningly silent for a moment. Everyone held their breath and felt as if their hearts were about to leap out of their chests. At the same time, their eyes fell onto Isabella's face.

Isabella bit her lower lip and kept silent. There was no way she would confess her love to him. It wasn't even her idea, so why should she care to do so? Besides, she wasn't even the one who made the phone call.

Just when Claud was about to hang up the phone, he heard a woman shouted, "Isabella, aren't you going to confess your love to Claud? Hurry up!"

Isabella's face immediately darkened. "Stop talking nonsense!" she snapped back angrily as she threw a fierce glare at that woman.

These people were out of their minds!

She had a boyfriend now. How could they make her do such a thing?

"We all heard what you just said! Hurry up! The phone is connected!"

After a moment of silence, the person on the other end asked, "Confess your love?"

"Yes!" someone answered for Isabella.

Just when Isabella was about to say something, a decisive voice came from the other end. "There is no need for that."

Immediately after, the phone was hung up without giving Isabelle a chance to explain.

Anger immediately took over Isabella. She shook off the two women who were grabbing her wrists and glared coldly at the people who were snickering. "Are you satisfied now? Are you happy tormenting me? Listen up and mark my words. You, you, and you, we are no longer friends from now on. I'm cutting off our friendship, you jerks!"

Isabelle could no longer bear to see those people's faces, so she picked up her phone and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Frieda stopped her.

Isabella turned around and stared at the woman in front of her.

Frieda threw a look at the wine glass Isabella had used and said, "Drink the rest of the wine. We don't want to waste it."

Frieda's words made Isabella lose her temper. Was that what she chose to say after putting her in such a situation? Since when did such a ridiculous rule exist? They considered it a waste when she did not finish her drink. But when they came up with the idea of taking a bath in a tub of red wine, they didn't think it was a waste, did they?

Isabella picked up her wine glass on the table. When everyone thought she was going to finish the wine, she splashed it on Frieda.

"Ah! Isabella, you bitch!" With wine all over her face and her clothes ruined, Frieda screamed furiously.

"I'm afraid you are the real bitch here. You bought off everyone here to embarrass me. Splashing the wine on you is a light punishment compared to what you did! Next time, if you dare provoke me again, I'll throw you in a wine barrel to ferment for three days." After saying that, Isabella left the room without looking back.

Frieda wanted to catch up with Isabella and teach her a lesson, but she was too embarrassed to go out in such a state.

After coming out of the private room, Isabella went straight to the bathroom. She tried to throw up for a long time but couldn't get anything out of her stomach.

She washed her face to refresh her mind before exiting the bathroom.

Just when she was about to call Norris to come and pick her up, she saw a familiar figure, which looked very much like Norris.

However, she wasn't sure whether it was the same person because he was dressed differently than when he came to her rescue from the heavy downpour earlier.

"Norris!" Isabella immediately called out.

The man didn't seem to hear her and walked straight to the back garden of the hotel. Isabelle hurried after him, but because there were so many people at the banquet, the man's figure quickly vanished into the crowd.

The heavy rain had stopped. Under the dim light, because her attention was all on the front, she didn't notice the steps under her feet. So she accidentally missed a step, causing her to lose her balance.

Isabelle was so startled that when she saw a figure out of the corner of her eyes, she instinctively grabbed that person to stabilize her body.

A fresh and pleasant smell hit her nose, and her forehead slammed hard against the person's firm chest. It was so painful that Isabella couldn't even appreciate the good smell and almost cried out.

She rubbed her aching forehead and looked up to apologize to the other person. But when her eyes met a familiar face, she instantly became vigilant. "It's you?"

It was Claud. Never had she thought that she would bump into her ex like this.

When the two saw each other clearly, the atmosphere became a little subtle. Things were getting really awkward and weird.

With a glass of red wine in his hand, the man looked indifferently at the woman who threw herself at him. "You failed to express your love, and now you wanted to throw yourself at me?" he said coldly.

Isabelle became furious when she heard those words. What a jerk! He was so full of himself. Isabella tried hard not to lose her cool and quickly stood up straight to explain herself. "You got it wrong. It was not me who made the phone call back then. And I just stumbled by accident because I missed a step!"

She had to deal with her ex-boyfriend two times in one night. What horrible luck this was!

There was a man behind Claud who seemed to be his assistant. Before the assistant could pull her away, Isabella had already distanced herself from them.

Claud obviously didn't believe her words, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips. "Then it seems that there's something seriously wrong with your eyes!"

The assistant who just took a step back was confused upon hearing those words. Did he hear it wrong? His boss, who had always showed no interest in women, was bickering with this random girl in front of him. And the girl seemed to be feisty!

What an asshole! There was no gentlemanly behavior at all! Isabelle couldn't help but furiously curse in her heart when hearing Claud's words. Then she retorted, "You're right! Otherwise, why would I fall in love with you back then?"